I didn’t set out to be a potter.

I spent years trying to figure out what I loved doing but none of it stuck.

Then clay did.

Now I make the same forms over and over - refining how they feel in your hand.

I care about how a piece lives with you, as much as how it looks on a shelf.

The way your fingers settle.

The balance when it’s full.

The ridges your thumb finds without thinking.

It all matters.